Saturday, November 29, 2014

We do have 27 coal ash ponds in North Carolina, and one near us in Southeast Chatham is being channeled into the Cape Fear River above the Sanford water intake, below Moncure, and all of them are leaking. But moreCoal Ash Contamination is in the WorksWe here in central North Carolina learned about ten days ago that our state government, in its bill to “clean up” coal ash waste at sites around the state, is allowing Duke Energy, our only electric company, to dispose of their coal ash wherever they want as long as the Department of Environment and Natural Resources allows it.They don’t have to get permission from counties, cities, or any local jurisdictions. So Duke Energy is planning to ship, by rail and truck, 12 million tons of extremely toxic coal ash from a Charlotte generating plant to sites where clay was once dug for brick-making in Southeast Chatham (Brickhaven) and Lee County (near Sanford).Fortunately one of our environmental organizations, Blue Ridge Environmental Defense League, has issued a report on why we shouldn’t be dumping or even moving coal ash. You may contact BREDL@skybest.com Or check out their website: www.BREDL.org. They can send you the report as a PDF. This report was issued March 24, 2014. BREDL points out that the only safe way to deal with this waste with its heavy metals (chromium, iron, lead, manganese, silver, sulfate, among others) and its radioactivity is to covert it to salt stone and store it on the site where it was generated in concrete bunkers. Additionally they point out:If the ash is moved to an off-site facility which accepts waste from other places Duke’s liability for this highly toxic waste stream will be diluted.Most commercial landfills already operating in NC and new proposed landfill sites are in primarily African American neighborhoods. Who will be the recipients of this toxic waste?Landfills leak. The Federal Register reported in 1988, p. 33345: “First, even the best liner and leachate collection systems will ultimately fail due to natural deterioration.” Coal ash belongs to Duke Energy today, tomorrow, and forever. Duke shouldn’t be able to pass that liability onto our communities.***I’ve been making up other words for Duke Energy, our big electric company which lies to us and wants to dump hazardous waste where we live: Dump Exterminate, and for our state environmental safety agency, DENR, which no longer protects us, our environment, or our natural resources: Department of Energy with No Restrictions.***Here’s the letter I sent to Governor McCrory today. He’s all for how callously our state treats its citizens and has close connections with Duke Energy, so-called.***Dear Governor McCrory:I wonder how future generations will look back on your governorship. Do you think about it? I think you will be remembered for setting North Carolina back fifty years, for enabling more pollution than ever before between fracking and having coal ash shipped around the state instead of following the safest way, of converting it to salt stone and storing in on the site where it was generated in large concrete bunkers so that it can’t pollute water, air, or land. You will be remembered for bringing back large-scale discrimination against African Americans in the arenas of voting, health care, and unemployment. You were determined that North Carolina would have fracking which is notoriously unsafe for human beings. You were all for the corporations and the rich people and forgot 99% of your citizens in order to give corporations free rein to pollute and the 1% of our wealthiest citizens the most tax breaks. You set off a huge Morale Monday series of protests, but you couldn’t be bothered to concern yourself with why teachers, people on unemployment, and people trying to take care of the environment here in North Carolina should be concerned. It’s a puzzle to me why you were elected and why so many of your Republican allies were also given so much power by voters who are bound to suffer, as well as their children, for decades. It’s not too late to think seriously of how you want to be remembered.

I write as a concerned citizen of Southeast Chatham about Duke Energy’s plan to dump coal ash waste from their Charlotte area plant into the old clay pits near brick factories in Brickhaven and near Sanford. Already we learned last spring that all the coal ash ponds in North Carolina are leaking, but the N.C. Legislature did not put pressure on the company to clean it up quickly nor did they require them to pay for the clean-up. Instead their customers all over North Carolina will be paying. In fact, the legislature, with your agreement, set it up so the local jurisdictions could be ignored and the public not informed of their plans to bring this extremely toxic waste into Chatham and Lee Counties.

The Blue Ridge Environmental Defense League has published a report on why coal ash waste should not be transported or put into any kind of landfill. This waste from coal-burning is extremely toxic, with heavy metals and radioactive material. The safest method is to convert it to salt stone and store it in large concrete bunkers on the site where it was generated. Duke Energy should be responsible for disposing of it in the safest way. All landfills leak eventually, which has been documented over and over. This ash needs to be isolated from surface water, groundwater, and airborne dispersion. You, as the leader of our state government, now permit the dumping of waste like this without asking permission from the local jurisdictions. The corporations can go straight to the Dept of Environment and Natural Resources, lately not very reliable (e.g., they didn’t stop the fracking, which is also dangerous to the environment and to our health), and skip any public, county, or town input.

In short Duke Energy has a “get out of jail free” card to pollute the Cape Fear River as much as they want and endanger the lives of our Chatham and Lee County families. Southeast Chatham gets its water from Sanford. Apparently, Duke Energy is eager to demonstrate that they are not the good neighbors they’d like us to believe they are. If they claim this process is safe, you will know they’re lying. Again. You, as well as the state legislature and DENR seem eager to demonstrate that you care nothing for people who live near where extremely hazardous waste is stored or might be generated from coal ash dumping or fracking.Judy Hogan judyhogan@mindspring.com

Sunday, November 23, 2014

This River will be out soon! Printing and shipping is in process, and I expect books by early December. If you have pre-ordered, you'll have your books well before the December holidays.***Readings and Events so far:

January 10, 2015, Saturday–11-1 PM.Book signing at Paperbacks Plus, Siler City, Pat Dawson.January 21, 7 PM (Wed), Reading at Regulator Bookshop (Durham) with Jaki S. Green, recently inducted into the North Carolina Literary Hall of Fame.January 23, 6 PM (Fri), Conversation with Jackie Helvey on the Wacqueline Stern show, WCOM, Carrboro-Chapel Hill Community radio. A link will be available afterwards from Judy.January 27, 7 PM, (Tues), Reading at South Regional Library (Durham)March 11, Wed. 7 PM Chatham Community Library, Pittsboro, with Jaki S. Green. March 24, Tues, Goldsboro. Reading and Publishing Workshop. Details to be announced.April 9, Thurs, 7 PM. Reading at Flyleaf Books, Chapel Hill, with a second poet. Open poetry reading follows.***This River and other recent Hogan titles (Beaver Soul, Farm Fresh and Fatal, and Killer Frost) are available at The Joyful Jewel (Pittsboro), Circle City Books (Pittsboro), Paperbacks Plus (Siler City), as well as at all the venues for the reading of This River.***This River: An Epic Love Poem, is also available from the publisher www.wildembers.com and

“I
think hard times are coming, when we will be wanting the voices of writers who
can see alternatives to how we live now, and can see through our fear-stricken
society and its obsessive technologies, to other ways of being. And even imagine
some real grounds for hope. We will need writers who can remember freedom:
poets, visionaries—the realists of a larger reality. Right now, I think we need
writers who know the difference between production of a market commodity and the
practice of an art. The profit motive is often in conflict with the aims of art.
We live in capitalism. Its power seems inescapable; so did the divine right of
kings. … Power can be resisted and changed by human beings; resistance and
change often begin in art, and very often in our art—the art of words. I’ve had
a long career and a good one, in good company, and here, at the end of it, I
really don’t want to watch American literature get sold down the river. … The
name of our beautiful reward is not profit. Its name is
freedom.”

Sunday, November 16, 2014

My surprising tiger lilies or naked ladies rising up in September.***A THREAD OF LIGHT XI.October 13, 2013For Sharon EwingI wanted immunity. “Not if you wantto sing words that call old turtles uponto a log to stretch their necks out.Not if you want to wake up throaty peepers,set them shrilling in their muddy nests.Not if you would learn to soothe the achein branches still alive, which ice hascruelly snapped and left for dead. Youcould not comfort these if you warded offthe mud that plunges you toward griefand leaves the taste of ashes on yourtongue. “Remember: the world isnothing else. Just mud and light.–Beaver Soul 6.Living takes more work now. Coasting,which I knew didn’t work, is out ofthe question. There will be creaksin my knees, cramping in my feet, more effort needed to keep my balance–annoying, but nothing drastic. Myheart, lungs, digestion, mind workfine. Some normal forgetfulness,but I compensate, check for typos,wait for words to rise from themysterious depths where they’velodged themselves. A larger helpingof courage is required, and I can’t get enough love. My wisdom was inthose words: "Ask everything; expectnothing.” I may wish but mustremember how little I control. Yetpeople reach out, remind me thatI still spin light, reassure me thatsome days we simply walk the path we chose. Rewards find us if we pay attention. The eager interestof a listener after I’ve read words about love; a friend who took thetime to study my poems carefullyand articulate her finds. She calls me a “maker” of my poems’ world, and says “our world is richer for themaking.” I may fear rejection andsometimes find it part of my daily bread, but such gifts do come, yes,out of the blue, adding worth to the daily work of summoning all mycourage and common sense, bringing fresh solace to my hungry soul.***Beaver Soul is still available from me for $13 with tax, or $16 with postage, and from www.finishinglinepress.comDecember 1, 2014, This River: An Epic Love Poem will be available for $14 from me, $15 with tax and $18 if postage or from www.WildEmbers.com

Sunday, November 9, 2014

Maya Corrigan's Debut Mystery Novel, first in her series***By Cook or By Crook: A Five-Ingredient Mystery. Maya Corrigan. KensingtonBooks.com New York, N.Y. ISBN: 13: 978-61773-138-9. $7.99 mass market paper. 310 pages. E-book: eISBN: 13: 978-61773-139-6.Val Deniston has left her career as a cookbook publicist for a New York publisher and moved to the small town of Bayport on the Chesapeake Bay. She is living in the old Victorian family home with her grandfather and running the Cool Down Café at the local fitness club. Still haunting her is the car accident in which she may have been responsible for her former boss’s injury, if only she could remember what exactly had happened.Val’s best friend and cousin Monique is very angry at Nadia Westrin who’d had an affair with Monique’s husband Maverick. Then Nadia asks Val to give her a ride home after a tennis game. Val isn’t keen on this, but she does it. They discover an old wooden tennis racket turned into a torch and burning in Nadia’s front flower garden. Nadia is sure that Monique did it, but she doesn’t want to call the police. An old high school boyfriend of Val’s, Luke Forsa, turns up at the fire and wants to date her again. Then Nadia offers to help Val get a big catering contract, but she needs the proposal details soon. When Val shows up with the catering proposal, she finds Nadia dead in her kitchen with a wooden tennis racket whittled to make a sharp point and stuck in her throat.The police come and Val is interrogated by an unsympathetic sheriff’s deputy. The police chief, however, is an old friend of Val’s grandfather, doesn’t see her as a murderer, and even shares some info with her, but Val worries that Monique will be arrested and decides to do some investigating of her own.Meantime Granddad has decided he wants to learn to cook, and Val comes home to find his rum cake burning away in the smoke -filled kitchen at the oven temperature of 525 degrees, and cake batter all over the room. Considering the trouble he has caused and the mess he has created, Val is incredibly patient. She offers to teach him to cook, even though he stubbornly insists that he won’t cook more than five ingredients in a recipe.Gunnar Swenson is a new man in town, who had been Val’s doubles partner in a recent tennis game, and calls to set up a date with her. Granddad is suspicious of Gunnar, and sometimes Val also wonders if she can trust Gunnar, since he’s always going off to answer his cell phone.As if Val didn’t have enough worries, a car runs her off the road at night, and she becomes aware that someone is following her.The plot in this cooking cozy moves swiftly and has lots of twists and turns, but I enjoyed most the interactions between Val and Grandad. Their conflict brings out their characters. She is very open and tender with him, despite how he infuriates her. He gives her love and support even while driving her nuts. He continues to make havoc with her planned cookbook recipe cards, but she’s so worried about Monique and the two men pursuing her affections and someone else following her that she can’t keep up with where Granddad’s cooking enthusiasm is leading.Three are eight five-ingredient, easy-to-prepare recipes at the end of the book that look delicious.***Maya Corrigan Interview 1. When did you begin writing? Why?I completed my first novel when I was thirteen, pecking it out on a manual typewriter. As I finished each chapter, I gave it to my best friend and watched her read it. It thrilled me to see her smile and laugh. Knowing I'd created a story that entertained someone made me want to be a writer. I spent a lot of my professional life writing nonfiction, both academic papers and technical manuals—not the most entertaining fare, but that’s what people paid me to write. Now I’m delighted to be writing fiction again and hoping that my books are as entertaining as what I wrote when I was thirteen. 2. When and why did you begin writing mysteries?I’ve been a mystery reader for many years. My fourth grade teacher gave me her Nancy Drew collection. My mother brought home stacks of detective books from the library. I’ve read all the classic mystery authors—Christie, Sayers, Marsh, Tey, Hammett, Chandler. By writing a mystery, I was following the advice most aspiring fiction authors hear—write what you know. I’ve been honing my skills as a mystery writer over the last two decades and, like most people who are publishing their first book, I have manuscripts in my drawer that should never see the light of day and in which I made all the mistakes fledgling fiction writers make.3. Are you writing a series or a stand-alone? Explain your basic idea for your series.BY COOK OR BY CROOK is the first in the Five-Ingredient Mystery series. Set in a historic Chesapeake Bay town, the series features a café manager and former cookbook publicist who solves murders with help from her foodie friends and grumpy grandfather. The books include five-ingredient recipes. 4. Tell us about your journey to publication with this book.An early version of BY COOK OR BY CROOK, under a different title, was a finalist in the Malice Domestic Contest for debut mystery writers. I’d queried agents about the book before the judge chose it for the finals, but by the time I found out the results of the contest, I was at work on another mystery and reluctant to take the time to query. As I was finishing that second book, I heard through Sisters in Crime about an agent willing to represent a cozy mystery series based on a proposal. I reworked the earlier book to highlight its cozy elements, wrote a synopsis for two more books in the series, and sent in the proposal. The agent took on the series and sold it to Kensington. 5. Why did you choose to write about the topic, community, issues you chose?Food plays a role in whatever I write even if the subject has nothing to do with cooking. For example, I’ve described a room as painted in lemon chiffon with woodwork dark as chocolate mousse. When I feel like eating, which is most of the time, even the walls remind me of food. A few years ago, I found my niche writing a short story, “Delicious Death,” in which cooking, eating, and conversation about food are the key ingredients in a suspicious death. The story is on my website. My culinary mystery series grew out of that story although the characters in the story don’t appear in the series . . . at least not yet. Maybe I’ll bring one or two of them back in a later book.6. How have you found it to be published? Share that experience.It’s all been an adventure. The intricacies of getting a book from manuscript into print has amazed me—so many steps in the process, so much needing to be done far in advance of publication. For example, as I’m writing this, I haven’t yet turned in the manuscript for the second book in the series. That book, complete with its cover image, is already up on Amazon and available for pre-order. Obviously, deadline pressure is a key feature of publishing a series. 7. Do you have comments from readers or reviewers you’d like to share?“Cozy mystery readers will the love the puzzle and the enjoyable look into this small tourist town by the sea.” —Nancy Coco, author of To Fudge or Not to Fudge.“Maya Corrigan's concept of Five Ingredients, Five Suspects, Five Clues fits this scrumptious culinary mystery like a glove.” —Barbara Ross, author of the Agatha-nominated Clammed Up.8. What other books have you published and where, when?This is my first book. Under my full name of Mary Ann Corrigan, I’ve published stories in anthologies: Chesapeake Crimes 3 (2008), Chesapeake Crimes: They Had It Comin’ (2010), and A Shaker of Margaritas: A Bad Hair Day (2012). 9. Do you have a work in progress now? Is it part of a series?I’m finishing up the manuscript for SCAM CHOWDER, the second book in the Five-Ingredient Mystery series, scheduled for publication on June 30, 2015. Val’s grandfather, now known as the Codger Cook, has a larger role in this book than in the first one. In fact, I’m afraid he might take over the series. I’m going to have to watch him very carefully as I plot the third book. 10. If you belong to Sisters in Crime, and/or the Guppies, has that been helpful? How?I’ve made many writer friends through Sisters in Crime, taken courses sponsored by the Guppies that helped me develop my craft, and kept up with what’s happening in the mystery world by reading the groups’ mailings lists. The members of SinC and Guppies are welcoming to newcomers and generous with their advice. I would not have received a publishing contract if it weren’t for Guppies who shared their own road to publication with other mystery writers.11. What benefit to you has it been to go to mystery conferences like Malice Domestic?Malice Domestic brings together a community of people who love mysteries as I do. I enjoy meeting writers and readers informally. Attending panels gives me a chance to hear what the authors have just published and plan to write next, so I know what to put on my reading list. For the last five or so years, I’ve moderated panels at Malice, which gave me the opportunity to become better acquainted with several cozy authors. 12. What else would like to say about your books, the next one in your series?The next book, SCAM CHOWDER, takes up a crime that I’ve seen first hand, and I’m sure many other people in my baby-boomer cohort have also witnessed—fraud against senior citizens. Swindlers preying on older people often operate with impunity. The crime is rampant and under-reported. Like other crimes that the police and the district attorney don’t have the resources to solve and prosecute, this one can lead to murder.***

BIOMaya Corrigan lives near Washington, D.C., within easy driving distance of Maryland's Eastern Shore, the setting for her Five-Ingredient Mystery series. She has taught courses in writing, detective fiction, and American literature at Georgetown University and NOVA community college. A winner of the 2013 Daphne du Maurier Award for Excellence in unpublished Mystery and Suspense, she has short stories and essays on drama published under her full name of Mary Ann Corrigan. Her website, mayacorrigan.com, features trivia and quizzes on mysteries.

Saturday, November 1, 2014

My night-blooming cereus in late August 2014.***Prison of Culture: Beyond Black Like Me. John Howard Griffin. Edited by Roberto Bonazzi. Wings Press, San Antonio, 2011. ISBN: 978-0-916727-82-6. $16.95, paper. Still available.A friend of mine, Roberto Bonazzi, sent me this book not long ago, and I’ve been browsing in it. Some years ago I read Griffin’s book Black Like Me, the story of how he dyed his skin with black walnut juice and set out in the South in the late 1950s to see what racism felt like as a black man. A mind-awakening book. Still available. I can’t recommend it highly enough.It strikes me now that, even though John Howard Griffin, the author of Black Like Me, died in 1980, the way he describes the racist prison that many, maybe most, Americans were still in, is still true. A lot has changed since the era of Martin Luther King, Jr. And Malcolm X, the passage of the Civil Rights Act, but still white and black Americans very rarely communicate. All my life, since age seven at least, I have tried to stand on the black-white line and erase as much of it as I could, to move out of race to human. We are all human. Why is that so hard to see? Why, in the North Carolina of 2014 does our state government try to suppress the black vote and take other insidious measures to bring back racist thinking and behavior? Our President is a black man, but that has not changed this “prison of culture.” His election may even have triggered these new and awful reactions which led to so many backwards thinking politicians getting elected in recent years here in North Carolina and elsewhere.It did me good to browse in this book, so I wanted to share some of Griffin’s experiences and thinking. The book has nine essays on racism and five on spirituality. Here are some excerpts which I myself want to remember:In his remembrance of Griffin, in 1980, the year Griffin died, Studs Terkel wrote:When he transformed himself in Black Like Me, he was responding to the challenge: To wake up some morning in the oppressed’s skin. To think human rather than white. To feel human.... During my last visit, he lay on his dying bed. He despaired of the mindless official optimism and the unofficial cynicism and yet he clung to the slender reed of hope. “Life is a risk,” Griffin told me during our last visit. “And what a horror if you don’t face those risks. If you don’t, you end up being utterly paralyzed. You don’t ever do anything.” Page ix.At the beginning of the book, Griffin’s words:Take the teaching of logic out of a civilization and reason is reduced to the squalor of prejudice. All of the classic fallacies of logic then become a sort of weird virtue and man seeks by loudness, fear and violence to win causes that could not be won by rational persuasion.” 1960. p. x.From "Privacy of Conscience," p. 3I think we have to struggle to grant every man the maximum amount of freedom and so I loathe every kind of totalitarianism. I don’t care where it comes from. I loathe anything that impugns a man’s right to fulfill himself. ... We have to work to assure every man the maximum right to function as fully and freely as possible. There is no such thing as an inherent right to impugn someone else’s right, and it is an utter distortion to claim the freedom to deny someone else’s freedom. We must see that all men truly have equal rights and then just leave everybody alone. This trying to gobble everyone up, to make him conform to our individual or group prejudices, our religious or philosophical convictions–and seeking to suppress him if he doesn’t–is the deepest cultural neurosis I know.... Any man–the moment he impugns my rights or your rights–must be battled, because he is involved in a terrible thing; he is involved in the destruction of the common good. P. 3.Page 5: When racism begins, the first thing that goes out the window is respect for due process of law.From “The Intrinsic Other,” p. 9: ... It is a common anthropological truism that the “prisoners” of any given culture tend to regard those of almost any other culture, no matter how authentic that culture, as merely underdeveloped versions of their own, imprisoning culture.“Profile of a Racist,” p. 13. I have encountered two types of racists. The one who has no respect for one whom Jean Lacroix called the Other–in other words, for any form of human life other than his own. This type of racist allows his lack of respect to form the permissive basis for cruelty, sadism, violence and murder. He feels he has the right to indulge those subhuman lusts.... The other kind of racist abhors, or claims to, the orgiastic cruelties, but has no respect for life, for the living and breathing and suffering of the Other. He denounces the lynching but clings hard to the very ideology that makes lynching permissive and even inevitable. He weaves the lynch rope that he himself would not use. He is the fine gentleman who speaks fine words: “We have to take these things slowly. You can’t legislate morality. It may take a few more generations. You can’t cram justice down people’s throats.”In “American Racism in the 60s”:As Father August Thompson, a member of the Black Priests Caucus, remarked when he was chided by white religious colleagues for “stepping out of line” by telling the truth too bluntly: “Blessed are the peacemakers for they will catch it from all sides.” P. 58.Very often I will be warmly received by large audiences in the North, but invariably some well-meaning white person comes up after a lecture, offers thanks for clarifying the principles which we call American and then adds, “But of course we have a different situation here.” We have become a nation of exceptions to the very principles which we applaud, that we claim to espouse. It is not so much that we do not repudiate the pattern; it is that merely by acquiescing to it, we acquiesce to the racism that is ultimately as destructive of the consenting and dominating group as it is of the victim group. It is this that black people see so clearly, and really cannot understand how we fail to see; namely the immense cost to the whole community when racists dominate it with fear and violence. Inevitably, we have been led to the predictable condition of Mississippi, which has become a police state.P. 65.1968.From “A Time to Be Human”:Today, in 1977, many believe that racism and prejudice are things of the past in this country, and that civil rights legislation and greater enlightenment have conquered discrimination. It is true that things have changed in the past fifteen years. Blacks and other minority people can eat and find accommodations and most can vote. But it is also clear that racism and prejudice exist everywhere. No country is spared. ... The deepest shock I experienced as a black man was the realization that everything is utterly different when one is a victim of racism. To my mind this country is involved in a profound tragedy. The problems of racism will never be solved until we can learn to communicate with one another. Yet we have never listened to the words of minority spokesmen who have told us truths about ourselves and our country. P.68.***Here we are in 2014, in our new century, and we are still a divided society, tragically oblivious to the full meaning of our human nature, our community life, and the justice and liberty for all that most of us believe in. Time to think and search our consciences about this. Time to stop making people “other” and in effect dehumanizing them. We can’t afford, as a human race on a planet troubled with more and more environmental and climate change hazards, not to love our fellow man and woman, all of them. Judy Hogan

About Me

I write mystery novels, poetry, autobiographical books, reviews and articles. My Hoganvillaea Farm provides about half my food. I sell eggs and figs. My newest book, Grace: A China Diary, 1910-16 came out April 12, 2017. The next Penny Weaver mystery comes out June 1,2017: Political Peaches. Formaldehyde, Rooster (2016, Nuclear Apples? The Third Penny Weaver Mystery, 2016. The Sands of Gower: The First Penny Weaver Mystery (2015), Haw (2016): The Second Penny Weaver Mystery. Killer Frost (2012) and Farm Fresh and Fatal (2013) will be re-published in 2017 This River: An Epic Love Poem came out from Wild Embers Press in 2014. You may order all the books from me, as well as my poetry chapbook Beaver Soul (Finishing Line Press, 2013) and This River:An Epic Love Poem (2014): PO Box 253, Moncure, NC 27559 mysteries cost $16, with postage, $19;Grace costs $28, $30 if mailed. Beaver Soul is $13; $16 if mailed. This River is $15 if picked up, $18 if mailed. My PMZ Poor Woman's Cookbook: Vegetarian Recipes for Survival and Health in the Menopausal and Post-Menopausal Years. $10; $13 if mailed. I hold the copyright to all the material on my blog, which I've written.